Yo! Yo Joint Inf' did This right here is I-I feel big! what I Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean Like gaining weight or, like that Like colossal, like you what I mean? Like, ahh I heard you looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I somebody say church, I'ma need a suit I'ma need a coupe, I wont a roof Flyer than Beetle juice, Beetle juice,
I got the floor, I'm see the roof Didn't wear a So I got and you can see the Proof Blind colored guide me and see the truth Wonder if do?
But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even Man, I got Summer on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung
Winter hating on me cause I'm colder ya'll And I would never, I would never, I never Fall I'm hated by the seasons So ya'll who hating for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the world and I'm again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll niggas been on the same shit, I flush And watch it go down the quick Two words you never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and lose I call them April Babies, cause Fools And when snooze, we up Feet up, like a
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old Atlanta Hawk Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I play it And I wear it well on my Scale I suck a pussy, a pussy, leave it there Long hair don't care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Bee, as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is that not why we And if not, then why bother?
no mercy in Murcielago's I'm far from the bastard that Marcy had fathered Now my name's being mentioned the martyrs The Biggie's and the and the Marley's and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow even if you box can't stop the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while just stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, that's right, I so much change from this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so of soft Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage Far average, above status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass They say, "What up, man?" Stop up my past! And next time you Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z Don't Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me where you been?) Yo! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me where you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I swear to everything, when I this Earth (Tell me have you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, knees in the dirt (They asking, they been searching they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but I squeeze it hurts
Fine, we two lives, yours and mines Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter At the funeral parlor, tears down my sleeve Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve